Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1887-04-21

"Yes, remember IT," she said, hci
eyes falling with family wIthercd ex
preston as II In memory Of gresi
pain or struggle. IL was the saddest
hardest thing ever knew. l do mo-
think the death OF my own mother
touched ME more" Then she liftea
her eyes to his again with something
not unlike the tender, plying, anxious
look of a child reading its sick parents
face. "You are not so we'll since then
does II not go away from your" she
asked, simply. Then when he STAN.
mercd something about feeling quite
well, the oddnoss Of her query seemed
TO escape from her solicitude into heI
sight and her face flushed and she
looked away along tho beautiful street.
But before ls could speak she turned
again "N III you not go home with
meP" she asked. John Earling thanked
her hesitatingly, but added. In his open
way; ITO be truthful. Cclestc-Miss
Bright my errand in the city was to =
see you. / suppose in that case II
would be ridiculous for me TO decline
your kindness. But would It not be
pleasanter for you at somo other hourP"
She gave her neither lip little pcarly
bite. rs II the tidings that he came only
TO see her had given her a thrill; then
she looked as II she had wished she
had waited little with her invitation.
But though she looked down her eyes
told that she had needed the first part
OF what he had said, but she only an
swered the last sentence with her lips
"No. truly" her eyelids iluttering
up again, ''fricnds, who are strangers
In the city, are welcome at any mo-
ment TO our house. It's not long until
dinner, and I'm sure you are hun
gry.N
"Thank you." he said, laughingly,
'thafs carnal failing generally sup
posed to rule in Westerncrs, | believed
At least that's the question usually first
asked usI" and he turned and walked
along by her side, SOLDERING as ho olooked
down upon her silken head.
In moment the lovely face lifted IL
self with an anxious smile. "If West
crn people have larger appetites than
the rest Of the world, which don't be-
lieve, Il is because they work harder,
guess Do you. as Mrs Bower has
often mentioned in her letters, and she
said 1t was an American trait, and for
that / suppose is to be excused, still
give yourself not even time to know
who lives in the town with you, or
even the Sabbath Day to rest yourself
IMP"
"Oh, l haven't worked at all for
several months" he said, looking
straight before him with n regretful
expression. I" II has been great
waste Of time; yet. in another sense,
II has been gain. l presume | am
like many others who seem to feel that
time has q kind % unearthly value,
though they really don't know why.
suppose it is inherited, or may be IL
is the attractive principle in the gem
eral rush that we feel always drawing
and sucking us forward. Any way.
guess most live Americans, when they
take time to enjoy themselves, gem
orally feel sore over their generosity
when Il is past II we could only live
two lives at once, fancy the world
would be quite a paradisel" and he
finished with deprecating laugh.
" II you had them You would work
them both to death. believed she
said, looking up at him with a chiding
smile.
$50 would the rest" he laughed
Duality would only increase the heat
One after another has quickened his
pace, hoping to oulreach his fellows. /
suppose, until the whole race seems
on the double quick; it would be fatal
TO try TO walkr'
She gave n troubled laugh. "Yes,
the walker would only be run over and
crushed. It's too sad. see It every
day when l go down in the city; dol
lars are more than hearts, more than
lives even; it looks everywhere out OF
their facesi it's a strange, sad insani-
ty."
He was looking down at the walk
her pcrceptives before. and 1t touched
him pleasantly he felt the pity in her
voice.
Yes he said, 'ft is higb-class
commercial civilization; its demands
are frightful in some directions All
seemingly centers upon the dollar;
days, nights, Sabbaths, dreams; surely
the beautiful moderation OF the old
years Is lost IL wakes very hot; now
II is even by the sweat Of your brain
shall yo scarcely escape starvationT'
and he fetched sort Of eager bitter
laugh, as If contemptuous Of the OBJ
ject yet restless for the work.
"Yes. and from il all, and in spite
OF 1t all, many do starve in more senses
than one" she said, gravely, looking
away. Then in breath: "Mrs. Bower
mentioned that you had gone away
from Openstone last winter; have YOU
been away ever SINGER"
"Yes, have been wandering about
trying to rest myself little"
She looked at him gratefully. "1'his
is the place; please walk in. she said.
And ne bowed and thanked her
again, and they went up the short.
smooth entrance-way across n little
lawn to the house. Itwas a commodi-
Gus, pleasant structure Of stone with
bays and verandas, up which the ivy,
that ran In green riot over the walls
10 midsummer, was now stretching its
emerald ladders. II stood part way mp
one Of the bluffs, once beautiful with
forests and now beautiful with homes,
and looked down over a portion Of the
low-lying city with the shimmering
Ohio beyond. The late afternoon sun
shine was filtering through the trees
and ycllowing every where along the
fresh June sward, and when John
Earling sat down in the front parlor
and with glance saw music
room, library, dining-room, and
conservatory, opening about him
with silken portieres. and with all their
lovely furnishings lit up as in halo
by the sunbeams that fell through the
yine-wound window, and looked at
Celeste. the incarnate heart Of all its
beauty, standing before him, slender,
palpitant, with rose-leaf checks and
delicate head held back, tugging at her
gloves and talking rapidly. he felt II
homc-like and exquisite, indeed.
Now, you must be very much at
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